Tag: montana

Euro-nymphing The Madison

The Tennessee creek was small, the water swift, and channels deep in some areas. Wild rainbows swam in this mostly unknown tributary sourced by a cold underground spring. It was the perfect scenario to try to master Euro-nymphing or French, Czech, Spanish, or Polish – take your pick. My friend Susan Thrasher, founder of Nashville's Music City Fly Girls, had invited me out for a special day on secret water. She gave me a few pointers and waded further upstream. In a few hours, I had landed a coup

6/22/2020•Sharon Harper

Wild Women

When Kascie Herron talks about rivers, her voice gets clear and loud—like a singer who pulls the mic away when she belts out the high notes. “Well. I love the Bitterroot, the Clark Fork, the Blackfoot, the Yellowstone,” Kascie says, in crescendo. “But I also love the glacial rivers of the Flathead. You don’t always get as many big fish, but the water is Caribbean blue, and you can see 20 feet down to the bottom in places. Oh, I forgot to mention the Smith and the Dearborn!” When you love river

12/28/2019•Katy Neusteter

Adventure Living

Growing up with a lot of adventurous people in my life has made me realize how much we can explore in our world. If I didn’t have an adventurous family, I wouldn’t have as many opportunities like surfing, fly fishing, jumping off cliffs, riding rapids, and many other adventures. One thing that has opened up so much of my life is living in Florida. If I didn’t live in Florida, I wouldn’t be able to sit and listen to the sound of waves hitting the shoreline waiting for a great wave to surf.  I lo

12/15/2019•Rosey Lowder

Splendor of the WEST

My flight had been delayed, so I was hurried as I drove down the winding, two-lane Highway 191. I wasn’t able to fully take in the freestone river interlacing its waters through the forest and the perfume of the fresh air. Yet, my shoulders began to relax with the lack of massive billboards with mile markers alerting me to the next hotel with free continental breakfast. I suddenly had a sense of the days of Pete Karst, bringing “dudes” to Yellowstone by stagecoach from Bozeman in the early 1900s

5/13/2019•Rachael Mcclendon